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Staring at my wall while feeling my pillow becoming a puddle of all the feelings i can't verbalize. They are always there, tearing me down from the inside and out - as a reflection I leave the scars from my heart on my surface. It's a cry for help. I am worthless. I am nothing. They pretend to care, they don't think i know, but I do. Because every day I am pretending to smile. Making it seem like I  want this life. But i know that it's only a matter of time, before my inner demons takes over my body to make this unbearable pain end
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Oct 29, 2018
Oct 29, 2018 at 4:02 AM UTC
Selfhate
Staring at my wall while feeling my pillow becoming a puddle of all the feelings i can't verbalize. They are always there, tearing me down from the inside and out - as a reflection I leave the scars from my heart on my surface. It's a cry for help. I am worthless. I am nothing. They pretend to care, they don't think i know, but I do. Because every day I am pretending to smile. Making it seem like I  want this life. But i know that it's only a matter of time, before my inner demons takes over my body to make this unbearable pain end
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17/F/Denmark
Oct 29, 2018
Oct 29, 2018 at 4:02 AM UTC
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